I was taking a bath in the house my family rented until I was nine years old. Someone was washing my hair with a washcloth and giving me bath toys just like my parents had done when I was little. I figured it was my mom, but when I looked up I saw my boss, Ann. She was wearing some of the clothes I remember my mom wearing in the 80s. I didn't ask her what she was doing there. I just kept letting her give me bath toys for me to play with.
Then she said she was going to get in the tub with me so that I could fall asleep there. She climbed in and let me lay down on her. I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep.
The next thing I knew, all my co-workers and I were leaving my family's old house and walking into a field. The rest of the therapists were ahead, carrying shovels andwearing overalls. Gloria explained to me that we were all going to hike and hunt for treasure. She and Ann hung back to stay with me because they wanted to make sure I could handle the hike by myself.